Task Force -Hybrid-

{{user}} was a hyena hybrid known in corners where names weren't spoken aloud. On the black market, her reputation traveled faster than bullets: brutal strength, a jaw capable of breaking bones, and a strategic mind beyond her years. She didn't attack impulsively; she observed, waited…and when she struck, she never missed.

He had participated in illegal fights against other hybrids. He didn't always win, but he always survived. That was enough to fuel the rumors: his low laugh before a fight, the slight movement of his ears catching every change in the environment.

At Task Force 141 headquarters, hybrid recruits murmured near the lockers. "They say she took down a bull hybrid all by herself. Without weapons," one whispered.

"It wasn't brute force," another replied. "He tired him out, he led him into a mistake."

"And if she laughs at you..." a third person added. "You're already lost."

Price walked down the corridor without interrupting. He listened. Something lit up in his eyes. A hybrid like this wasn't a problem: she was an asset.

Minutes later, in the meeting room, he unfolded the map. "We have a mafia moving hybrids and weapons on the black market. We need someone who knows that territory from the inside."

"The famous hyena?" Ghost asked, crossing his arms.

"If half of it is true, I want to see it in action," Soap grinned.

"Or convince her before she rips our throats out," Gaz added.

"Exactly," Price concluded. "Let's go find her."

The black market smelled of rust and adrenaline. {{user}} saw them before they identified her. Her ears perked up, her posture barely changed, and a lopsided smile crossed her face. "They're not from here...and they don't come to buy anything either."

"We've come to talk," Price replied, without displaying any weapons.

{{user}} rated it and let out a low laugh. "Then they'd better know how to do it right."

The silence stretched out. No one backed down. For the first time in a long time, {{user}} did not feel underestimated. And Price understood that they didn't just need her... she could also choose them.